There’s a certain kind of record that doesn’t apologise, and just erupts. Terror Terror’s ‘Made of Parts’ is one of those records. Released via Home Hearing Records, the debut EP doesn’t so much introduce the band as it throws you headfirst into their orbit, double drums pounding like a pulse you suddenly realise is your own.
From the opening moments of ‘Rhododendron’, there’s a sense of emotional excavation. The riffs grind and shimmer equally, but beneath the psych-desert haze there’s something deeply human digging its way to the surface. The spoken-word passages feel necessary, like fragments of confessions ripped from a diary and scattered across distortion. ‘Dune Bug Death Safari’ leans further into that combustible energy Terror Terror have become known for on stage.
The twin-drum attack is relentless, volatile, creating a feeling of forward motion that is both liberating and unhinged. Its rhythm is felt throughout my entire body as I listen to the album and this single in particular, the band refuse to settle into neat soundscapes and comfort themselves and their listeners through the emotional language that feeds like a red thread throughout the EP.
‘Ugly Mountain’ is in my opinion the most affecting moment here. It swells and collapses in waves, heavy riff work colliding with psychedelic noise in a way that feels like an internal monologue turned outwards. There’s a kind of anger combined with exhaustion that comes from carrying too many selves at once. Terror Terror present their identity as tectonic and shift under pressure, albeit in the right way. The result is a collection of tracks that are both immense and intimate, showcasing a vulnerability that’s not often found in punk rock bands so adamantly.
Closing track ‘Parts People’ ties the EP’s thesis together with a strong tenderness, the song and the EP blending and bringing together spoken word with distortion, rhythm morphing into noise, and defiance. Recorded and produced in Thailand, the EP captures the raw combustion of Terror Terror’s live presence without sanding off its edges. It’s messy, loud, and gloriously uncontained. ‘Made of Parts’ doesn’t ask to be understood in neat lines, it asks to be felt, and once it’s under your skin, it doesn’t leave quietly.
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